Lyrics:
and the wisdom, understanding of the lord
Is stored, if you're lured everybody grab your sword
If I live by the sword then I die by the sword
I'll die by
took? Duke off the hook
I'm from the land of the crook, life quit the end
Better known as the Brook, rather tape then lend
There's a lot of wack records,
out by me a man so honourable
I declare war on the wack it’s more than a fact pack a sword in my back packkk
I wouldn’t deplore you to clap back I’d
No religion I was getting saved by the glock nine
By the minute I was getting paid like a hot line
Servin' rollin' fiends was calling, we was dot com
time I come around
Like here we go
And I’m all up in their ear
From a stereo
They read between the lines like a cross word puzzle
And lean in close
figured that out by now
Whatever happened to those Saturday morning cartoons?
Sure don't make them like they used to
Dad was leaving bright and early for
was on me.
Cause it me watching, while my daughters were be damaged.
Damn.
Crazy how, they future is affected by how l live my life rn.
Poetic
pharcyde
North side,
Drop south on the green line
Drop some,
The whole city passing me by
North side,
But I'm repping the whole state, right
They been
proper, back to the entertainment,
They thought I would have be finished by now,
Just up preparing another lines huh!
Where I am right now l, think is
Oh you miss me, our love's in stereo.
Isn't it finer in mono?
Oh you feel me, I rim from head to toe.
You say goodbye I say hello.
Oh you know,
of Dracos
Come touch the inner sun i went forth
A life force out of the core of Epsu
Bring forth the possibilities of
Solar energy into infinity
Like a Nimbo
now
Don Bronson, in all white like Don Johnson
You ever had to take a shit while you're trippin'?
Balls off, all the homies by the ball court
Shit hit
East Oakland, yeah, that's right
Oakland, California, West Coast life
You either play the game or you smoke the pipe
I became a rapper at the age
Sin (and Rzarectah).
Yo, yo, I gotta get a grip
And ends on life, I'm livin trife, G
I'm shiesty, now I see why nobody likes me
It might be
To give u all I have
N I don't know the situation
Of what it will be with me n ur marj
But life goes on
Gotta learn how to March
I love you 3000, Tony
got a code my life feel like a episode cant fuck wit us man we in the mode 100 clip so i never reload
First verse
my dawg came thru with the re
Pull
MCs are envious
You can't spit like me or Turbo, you MCs envy us
A couple of princes, but kings in the making
The next heirs in line, the throne is
and the stereotypes
Throw this in your stereo, this is my life
When a day's so dark you would swear it was night
9th came with the beat to help me carry the light
of me
My sins I try to bury, these burdens are too hard for me to carry
Through my life's navigations
When I fall out of formation, you keep me line
Like
that early
In Morrison lines just beginning
Getting followed by feds like
"your hype cause your blick" but
We still rose from those cold
Broken nights
for all
[killa sin]
We move on m.c.'s mechanically
Strike nerve like ghost vs. a canopy
Hard to touch ratarded fucks playing wit they fantasies
Respect
The blueprint of our plans Were elaborate
The Earthquakes that were Cause by the Labryths
Underground where the fault Lines were tampered with
I'm imagining that
took? Duke off the hook
I'm from the land of the crook, life quit the end
Better known as the Brook, rather tape then lend
There's a lot of wack
the holy book
Who's spot you took? Duke off the hook
I'm from the land of the crook, life quit the end
Better known as the Brook, rather tape then lend
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